Love At First Glance (Love at Firsts #1)(54)

We walk up to the third and final floor which has more of a lounge cocktail bar kind of feel. The music is a lot calmer but still as loud. There’s another large bar that stretches across the whole of the back wall with booths on both sides of the room, as well as tables and seats around a smaller dance floor. This floor is more my style. I look around and take even more pictures.

“What do you think of the club?” Valentine asks in my ear.

“I love it. It’s remarkable; you’ve done a fantastic job. There’s a level for everybody and they are very well thought out and decorated.” I smile.

“So you’ll write a good article about this place?” He squeezes my shoulder gently.

“Of course,” I yell over the music. He grins at me, visibly relaxing and leads me to a booth on the third floor before they let everyone in. We sit down and a waitress immediately walks over to us with champagne to celebrate.

“To The Vault and to an amazing article.” He raises his glass.

“To The Vault and to an amazing article.” I echo, raising my glasses and clinking it with his. We both take a sip and I start to snap pictures of people beginning to fill in the room. It’s wonderful to witness the start of such an incredible place that I hope will be here for a very long time.

I check my messages and text Spencer again, needing to make sure he’s okay.

Me: Are you still alive? The club is open and it looks amazing. When will you be here? I’m in the VIP lounge on the top floor, Valentine put your name on the guest list.

Spencer: Sorry. Something came up I won’t be able to make it tonight unfortunately. I hope it goes well and that you have fun. Don’t miss me too much.

Me: Is everything alright? You know I’ll miss you. I need my partner in crime.

Spencer: I’m sure you’ll be okay without me. Yes, everything is fine, don’t worry. ;)

Me: Do you want me to come over?

Spencer: No. Have fun, you need and deserve it. I’ll see you tomorrow. Don’t worry.

Me: Alright, buzzkill. You should be here though, it’d make for amazing pictures.

I send him a few of the pictures of the place but he doesn’t answer right away.

Spencer: Looks good. We can go next weekend if you want.

Me: Yes, that’d be great. You’d love this place.

Spencer: Have fun and text me when you get home safely.

Me: Will do. Have a good night <3

Spencer: You too. <3

I put my phone back in my clutch and sip my champagne, trying to relax and enjoy myself. Whilst I love what Valentine has done, I’m not a big party animal. I don’t drink much or often, or even go out much for that matter, but I try to keep my spirits up, I refuse to be a downer on Valentine’s big night.

A gorgeous blonde walks over to him and hugs him. I wonder if it’s the woman he has a thing for.

“Haven, this is Valery, my sister,” he yells over the music. Okay, maybe not his love interest.

“Hi. Nice to meet you,” I yell over the music and she does too.

“I’ll leave you two ladies for now, behave, I have some people I need to see.” Valentine looks between us smiling and leaves.



Valery and I ended up getting along pretty well. We talked about everything: what we do for a living, for fun, what Valentine was like growing up, his love life, how I met him and all that good stuff. After talking, drinking a lot more than I'm used to and dancing, we both realized that we like a lot of the same things. It's great to finally meet another woman who is as weird as I am and embraces it.

Needless to say, I’m dead on my feet now and just want to crawl into bed. The driver Valentine assigned us drives onto my street.

“We so have to do this again,” Valery exclaims as we come to a stop in front of my building.

“Yes! Call me if you wanna do lunch or something.” I smile and hug her before exiting the car.

“Will do!” She waves at me as I walk into the building. I wave back before typing in the code to get in. It takes me three tries to get it right and once I’m inside the building I immediately take off my shoes. I love those heels but they are killing my feet. I never expected to spend so much time on my feet tonight. Had I known, I’d have packed a pair of flats like Valery did. Clearly I’m not used to partying anymore.

I make my way up to my place with the help of the elevator; knowing what I’m like, I’d trip up the stairs before falling all the way down to the bottom. I fumble with my door key as the sneaky little bastard refuses to go into the lock, but after a couple of tries, I manage to unlock and fall through my door. That would’ve made Spencer laugh like he used to do when I lived with him the first time. Good times. I smile at the memories.

I make my way off of the floor and lock the door behind me. I smile when I see Bernard curled up on the couch. My little furry baby. I tip toe to the kitchen and grab a bottle of water from the fridge and take a sip. I quickly head to my room and strip to my underwear. I crawl into bed and grab my phone to text Spencer before I crash.

Me: At home, slightly drunk but it was fun. I missed you though :( Love you! <3

I drink half of the water bottle and check my phone for an answer but see nothing. I try to focus my eyes on the time and I realize it’s five in the morning and I should probably get some rest. I try to resist falling asleep to see if Spencer replies, but sleep quickly steals me. I’ll pay for tonight when I wake up.